St. Hugh of old was wise and bold,
A bishop of renown.
For man and bird and beast, we’re told
Loved Hugh of Lincoln Town.
He conquered self by fast and prayer.
And when the fight was won
He wrought and toiled with zealous care to lead his people on!
St. Hugh’s are we who loyally,
Doth sing his worthy praise.
Who strive in all fidelity to follow in his ways,
For still the lessons he would teach
Lead upwards to our goal,
but still the highest goals we reach,
by paths of self control!
(This stanza was removed in the 1950’s)
We build our name and spread our fame,
And honour good St. Hugh
Whene’er we bring to task or game, the best that we can do.
In willing service, ordered rule
And duty fairly met
We’ll write a record for our school
That time shall ne’er forget!
And when at last our school days past,
On other roads we fare,
Our hearts shall keep the sunshine cast
On these glad days we shared.
The knowledge won the vision gained,
God grant we may not lose; but cry from noble heights attained:
“We’ll still keep faith, St. Hugh!”